Chapter 19: The Vain Male Wife of the Domineering Boss
The elevator door opened again, but no one cared.
In the gradually closing gap, the young man lowered his head, his waistline outlined by his shirt, fitting tightly into the man's palm.
The enclosed elevator space gives people a cramped feeling, and the inorganic silver texture seems to compress everything.
"Mr. Ming, you hurt me."
Lin Zhi has a pair of beautiful lips, which seem to be raised in a small arc when he has no expression, often giving people the feeling that he is smiling.
When these lips uttered words of grievance, the tone of each word was like pollen containing toxins, entering the human body like fog and confusing the nerves.
Mingyao did not let go. He followed his words almost strictly and moved from measuring waist circumference to the next destination.
The heart, which was filled and expanded but also seemed to be infinitely squeezed and almost collapsed, seemed to be tightened by thorny vines, and while producing a feeling similar to pain, it also felt great joy.
The walls of the elevator reflected their shadows clearly. The young man's black hair fell obediently on his forehead, and there was a bright smile on his face like a spring flower.
Feeling is a very strange thing, difficult to describe clearly and impossible to target.
Lin Zhi had met men who had shown affection for him and met his standards in his previous life and even in this life, but they always felt a little lacking.
The first time Lin Zhi saw Mingyao, he felt that he was attractive to him, but that was just a slight attraction and did not make Lin Zhi feel urgent, so he played this intimate game with Mingyao slowly and with ease.
Just now, Mingyao's expression, tone and voice really aroused him. He felt a thrilling feeling he had never felt before. It was a different kind of physiological pleasure. His mind was occupied by only one thought without any other considerations.
What a pity... What a pity this was not within Lin Zhi’s plan. The day he was planning was extremely meaningful, and it was an attack that was almost a tribute.
So it can’t be now, it can’t be here, and it’s not convenient either.
Mingyao told Lin Zhi his size in her ear, and the young man's shirt and trousers were already wrinkled.
Lin Zhiqing panted and smiled: "It's really accurate."
His eyes were bright. Mingyao kissed the corner of his eyes, and was slightly distracted by his own behavior.
Lin Zhi didn't mind and even closed his eyes.
This is an overly submissive act, even a bit demanding.
But Lin Zhi's hand was against his chest, and she pressed the stop button when he placed another kiss.
"Good night, Mr. Ming."
Lin Zhi opened her eyes and said goodbye with tenderness.
After the elevator remained stationary for a long time, the door was opened again.
Mingyao controlled the wheelchair to move and looked at Lin Zhi who was standing in the elevator sorting clothes.
Lin Zhi buttoned up her shirt slowly, looked at the kiss marks on her collarbone against the mirror-like wall of the elevator, and covered them with clothes. It was no problem for her to attend a business meeting decently.
The elevator door gradually closed, blocking Mingyao's sight and throwing him away from the dreamy and blurry world.
The heart is still beating wildly, clinging to the joy of the last moment.
Lin Zhi is like an overly sweet exploding candy. With just a touch of teeth, you can easily bite through the skin and taste the sweetness inside. This kind of sweetness is cumulative and time-sensitive, making people eager to explore the ultimate source inward and explore the limit of sweetness. However, before reaching the unknown end, the sweet illusion dissipates.
Mingyao tried to calm his breathing and looked at his legs solemnly.
If he could act normally, he would catch it.
After Lin Zhi returned to the room, she was still excited and went to the bathroom with the little toy.
Although he felt a little regretful that he couldn't do what he wanted, he would be in a better mood when he thought about what he was going to do next.
Lin Zhi never forgot his mission. Everything he did was to pave the way for the mission, and it even took priority over his own preferences. After all, it was related to whether he could continue to live.
He won't be too nervous, but he won't take it lightly either.
It’s just that he is used to not showing his importance on his face, because that would be too easy for others to exploit his weakness.
The thing that was gradually assimilated by the body temperature separated the body and consciousness, and at a certain moment they became blurred and intertwined.
The water in the shower was turned on, and the hot water caused mist to form, blurring the mirror.
Lin Zhi raised her hand and wrote a date on the mirror, her eyes becoming soft and empty.
When the last moment came, Lin Zhi's fingers clenched the edge of the washbasin, and her slender neck slightly raised.
The remote control was turned off, and Lin Zhi combed the scattered hair on her forehead to the back of her head with her hands, but the hair was soft and fell down again after a while.
Lin Zhi leaned forward slightly and looked at the numbers on the mirror.
——9.23
The traces he left were filled in by the mist, becoming a little blurry, and water droplets flowed down the mirror.
This is Mingyao's birthday. According to his investigation, on this day eleven years ago, Mingyao had a car accident, his leg was injured, and his mother died as a result.
His mother's death anniversary and his birthday are on the same day, so this day must be of special significance to Yu Mingyao.
Lin Zhi raised her hand to wipe off the date on the mirror, pulled the things off along the thread, disinfected and washed them before starting to take a shower.
I have to go to my grandfather's place to get more information.
The next day, after Lin Zhi went to another company to discuss work, he went to visit his grandfather.
The weather is pretty good today, neither too cold nor too hot, the temperature is just right.
The old man's cough was obviously much better after taking the medicine, but he would still cough occasionally, but not frequently.
"Why are you here again?"
The old man didn't dislike it, he was just a little curious.
The radio on the table was playing the Yue Opera "Butterfly Lovers". The sad melody added a bit of coolness to this autumn day.
"Come and see if Grandpa has taken his medicine well."
Lin Zhi sat down next to him and curled her eyes as she listened to the old man's happy yet awkward mumbling.
"Grandpa, how about I find you a new bird?"
Lin Zhi looked at the empty birdcage not far away. He had noticed it yesterday, but it was not appropriate to talk about something that might be sentimental yesterday.
"No, let's wait until spring. Otherwise, it will be a pain to keep it."
The old man sighed softly, clapped his hands and hummed along with his eyes closed: "Yingtai is not a heartless person... her true heart is like a piece of jade... the horse-riding platform is right in front of us... when will you come back after we part today?"
Lin Zhi listened quietly for a while before she said, "Grandpa, is Mingyao's birthday coming?"
The old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Zhi with a sharpness he had never seen before.
Lin Zhi knew the old man's inner guesses and precautions, so she looked him in the eye openly.
"When I entered Mingyao's room earlier, I accidentally saw his ID, but I'm not sure if the date on it is correct, so I wanted to ask you."
What he saw accidentally was different from what he secretly inquired about. The old man was more capable of conspiracy theorizing than Mingyao at this age, and he was worried about more things. Lin Zhi knew it very well, so he was prepared when he asked, and he never felt guilty when he lied.
Since he said so, he is not afraid of the old man going to verify it. Besides, the old man is unlikely to ask Ming Yao. The old man knew that he had been into Mingyao's room and taken pictures of Mingyao, so he naturally thought that a relationship might develop between them.
The old man's eyes returned to normal and he said, "Why are you asking this?"
In the previous moment, the old man was indeed guessing Lin Zhi's intention. He didn't want Lin Zhi to have ulterior motives and hurt Mingyao.
He did not doubt Lin Zhi's words too much, firstly because Lin Zhi looked calm, and secondly because of Ming Yao's performance yesterday.
When he started to persuade her, Mingyao didn't talk about the "essence of marriage" like he did last time.
"Prepare a birthday present for Mingyao."
Lin Zhi smiled a little embarrassedly, revealing some of the shyness of a young person in love.
The old man sighed, "No, it's not his birthday."
"It's been a long time."
The old man looked at the empty birdcage. A few days ago, there was a little fellow chirping in it, but who would have thought that it would die of illness just like that.
"…Once we parted at the pavilion, it was a farewell forever. We have no chance to grow old together in this world."
The lyrics were still being sung on the radio, making the old man look even more lonely.
Lin Zhi showed a moment of understanding in silence, and after a while he continued, "Then let's continue from this year. Some things always have to be moved on, right?"
"You have good intentions. I don't want your kindness to go in the wrong place. Just leave him alone for the day. Celebrating will only make everything ironic and make him even sadder."
Lin Zhi asked: "Is it related to his parents?"
The old man nodded, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed: "Life is a trick."
The song "Butterfly Lovers" on the radio continued: "You have been filled with sorrow and hatred for eternity, and how can I live alone?"
The old man raised his hand to turn off the radio and whispered, "Sometimes this may not be a good thing."
Lin Zhi looked at him quietly. The old man seemed to say nothing, but it seemed that he had said everything.
It is obvious that Mingyao's heart knot is related to his mother's death, and the root cause of this heart knot is most likely his father.
Do you resent your children because your wife died?
Could it be that Mingyao was the cause of the accident? Mingyao was a minor and got into a car accident that resulted in the death of his mother?
No, he had read the accident reports of that time, and although the information was difficult to find, he still found the photos.
The car lost control and overturned in the rain, and Mingyao was carried out from the back seat.
Lin Zhi suppressed his thoughts. Even if his idea was right, even if this was the reason why Mingyao didn't want to stand up, he couldn't easily solve it.
It was useless to persuade Mingyao to let it go. Mingyao could only get out of it on his own.
What he could do, of course, was to give him some other external factors to motivate him to stand up. After all, he came to redeem him.
Lin Zhi had dinner with the old man and then left. On the way back in the car, he opened the app on his mobile phone and looked at the camera in Nuonuo's collar.
During the days when he ignored Mingyao, Mingyao got along well with Nuonuo.
At least now when Nuonuo circles around his legs, he won't make a sound to drive her away, and occasionally he will ask the servants to feed Nuonuo some food.
From Nuonuo's perspective, Mingyao's expression softened a lot.
It’s just that Mingyao would occasionally look away absentmindedly, as if he was waiting for something.
Lin Zhi chuckled. Does Mingyao know that he has this unconscious expression?
Lin Zhi exited the software and sent a message to Mingyao.
[Lin Zhi]: I just left my grandfather's place. He is much better and his cough is not as severe as yesterday. I am back home now.
Mingyao, who was in the company, saw the message, gestured to pause the meeting, read Lin Zhi's message again, and responded seriously.
[Mingyao]: Okay.
The people on the other end of the conference call didn't know that the boss paused for a few minutes and typed a word, and after Mingyao nodded to them, he continued the meeting.
Lin Zhi didn't care what Ming Yao replied and continued to deal with his own affairs.
Most banquets are held at night, and the one Mingyao and Lin Zhi attended is no exception.
The custom-made suit was delivered to Lin Zhi in the afternoon, and it was impeccable.
The situation this time was similar to the last time. Because Lin Zhi, as the male companion, looked very friendly, those who found Ming Yao difficult to talk to chose to talk to Lin Zhi.
Mingyao didn't ask Lin Zhi to block the drinking for him. Instead, he stared at Lin Zhi and asked him to drink less.
When Lin Zhi went to get the food, Ming Yao also stopped in a more secluded place to relax to avoid being disturbed continuously.
Some people may think this place is quiet, as there are two people talking at the corner.
"Do you know him? Please give me the contact information."
The voice had some inappropriate sentimentality. Mingyao had an impression of this voice. It was the third son of a certain group boss who had a lot of gossip.
"Don't make a fuss, he's married."
The voice was Qiu Qingrong.
Mingyao's brows unconsciously frowned, and he vaguely knew who they were talking about.
"So what if they're married? I'm fine with that. He doesn't have a ring on his hand, so his relationship must be bad, or he's just having fun on purpose."
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【Note】: The lyrics come from "Liang Zhu"
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